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have worked as he usually did on the weekends and the contract would have been signed at his D.C. office.
    “I would have enjoyed meeting your sister. I hear she is very beautiful.”
    Lucas didn’t let his gaze waver, and for a moment neither man spoke.
    With a slow smile, the older man raised a hand. “Another time perhaps. If I could borrow your pen?”
    Lucas picked up a pen and handed it to him without a word.
    Seconds later, Falcone rose and placed the signed contract on Lucas’s desk. “It’s a shame that you felt it necessary to terminate our business connections.”
    “You have certain interests that I do not want Wainright Enterprises involved in.”
    “Your father was not so particular.”
    Saying nothing, Lucas rose from his chair and, after a moment, Vincent Falcone continued, “The connection between our families is still close. Like this.” Raising his hands, he clasped them together tightly. “For that reason, our paths will cross again.”
    “It’s very unlikely,” Lucas said as the man turned away and allowed Tracker to escort him from the room. The moment the door closed, he sat down in his chair. It had gone smoothly. Too smoothly, perhaps? Closing his eyes, he began to run the entire event over in his mind, turning over every word, every nuance in his mind. He stopped only when he heard Tracker reenter the room.
    “Nice job, boss.”
    “It was too easy.”
    Tracker’s eyebrows shot up. “The four years of work and sacrifices that went into accomplishing this weren’t easy. And you chose the right time to make your move. Vincent Falcone has troubles of his own right now. There are factions in his other, less legitimate business interests who require his attention.”
    “I don’t like that he mentioned Sophie’s name. He’s quite capable of exacting some kind of revenge for this on my family.” Rising, Lucas moved to the window, but he didn’t focus on the sweep of lawn that ended at thetennis courts. “I have a feeling that Falcone is plotting something.”
    When Tracker didn’t reply, Lucas turned to face him. “You think I’m overreacting, don’t you?”
    Tracker grinned. “You’re not going to get me to say that, boss. You’re worried about your little sister. It could be because you’ve been going through a rough time with her. But in my experience, a man had better pay attention to his hunches or they’ll come back to bite him.”
    “I don’t like that you saw her with Falcone’s son.”
    “Sophie only met Sonny once for a casual drink in a Georgetown watering hole. She hasn’t seen him since.”
    Lucas shook his head. “She knows nothing about the Falcone family and certainly nothing about the fact that my father was doing business with them. But if I try to warn Sophie off, she might take it in her head to get really serious about him. She’s in rebellion mode right now.”
    “And you even end up with a black eye this time,” Tracker said.
    Lucas rubbed his jaw, where his sister had landed him a pretty decent right cross. “You may be right about that. Sophie got past you last time.”
    “She’s got some good moves. And she was pretty upset about that information you dug up on Bradley Davis.” Tracker’s grin widened as he moved to the small built-in refrigerator near the windows. Opening it, he took out two beers, twisted off the caps and handed one to Lucas. “She’s smart too. I think she may suspect she’s being followed. She tried some evasive tactics the other day when she left her shop.”
    “Did she lose the tail?” Lucas asked with a frown.
    Tracker nodded. “For about a half hour. My man picked her up coming out of a restaurant. I have two men on her now. Another two are keeping tabs on Sonny Falcone.”
    “Good. I’ll feel a lot better when she’s down in the Keys with me. I’ll send the plane for Sophie on Wednesday. She claims she can’t get away before then. And I didn’t want to push.” He rubbed his jaw again. “Once